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and undies so tiny he didn’t know why they wore them at all. They had every color hair, curled, sticking out, straight. Eyebrows painted like hard semi-circles sat above their eyes, which were circled with black paint.
    After pulling in a hard breath all at the same time, they lunged. One of the women wiggled up to him and took hold of his privates through his pants. She pumped him a couple of times, and his body responded. It felt wonderful. Like something he should stop right now, that would definitely result in the Rules being broken. His cheeks flamed with embarrassment, but he didn’t push her off. She kept handling him, so skilled that he was surprised he didn’t let loose. She knew more about him than he did.
    “Oh, baby, your dick is as big as the rest of you,” she exclaimed, sounding awed. Hearing that, the others wiggled closer to look through his pants. “Look at him! That’s what I call a screwdriver!”
    “Let’s get you in back so we can see you good.” A redhead behind him put a hand on each of his buns and pushed him toward the hallway.
    “When I get a hold of you, you’re gonna remember me forever .” One of them whispered in his ear, kissing his cheek and running her hand down his chest inside of his sweater.
    “Don’t pay attention to her, sweetie. I’m the one who’s gonna be your steady. You ever done a one-two-three-four? That’s what I do.”
    “I do that, too,” he said, while the pros kept stroking and whispering. Leroy remained fully clothed, but that didn’t stop much. The girl who’d been handling his buns bit the cheeks of his ass and felt his balls between his legs. He struggled away.
    “Come on, now. I got enough for all o’ you. Let’s go back there and let me make you happy.” He headed up the hallway, four prostitutes in tow.
    “Let’s go in my room,” one with blue-black hair said. That was the first door. Then it was “Mine! Mine! Mine!” A couple of big, muscly guys with bulges under their jackets indicating revolvers looked at him. They had baseball bats leaning against their legs. One smiled, then the other. Trying to keep from scaring the customers too much.
    “Let’s all go in the back. All of you. I can do you all.”
    “ All of us?”
    “Yeah, sure. Do it all the time.” Since they were stuck to him, getting the bunch to move wasn’t a problem. He smelled Cass’s quarters before they got to them. “Let’s go in here.”
    “No, we’re not supposed to go in there.”
    Leroy stuck his head in. A huge, heart-shaped bed, made up with white satin and lace, sat in the middle of the room. “This is fine.”
    “We’re not …”
    “You want to do me, or not?” They entered the room, where he immediately laid them out on the bed and zapped them. Put them to sleep for a long time. “Except make noises like you’re having …” He couldn’t say the word. Even unconscious, they began moaning and crying out, then turned to each other and began kissing and caressing each other.
    The smell drew him to the closet. It was a big walk-in. Something was in the back, a pile of clothes that had fallen off hangers. He turned on the light and pick them up. Leroy jumped back.
    It didn’t look human. It didn’t look alive; face all jaundiced, eyelids stuck shut with yellow guck. Half-shaved head. The dragon Will had said was tattooed on the other side of her scalp peeked through a quarter-inch of stubbly hair. Cass had her arms and legs drawn up like a mummy they showed on the Adventure Channel. She looked like a mummy—dried out, joints twice the size of her limbs. She was wearing a bright-colored slip, that’s all. The smell came from the mound behind her. Whatever shit she’d been able to make was stacked up there. A pool of half-dried golden liquid spread out in front of her. They didn’t take her to the bathroom.
    He looked at his soul mate for the first time. Her face was tawny rawhide glued to her bones. Holy God in Heaven! O, Ancestors! O